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[11 Dec 2006|08:09am] |
so...A year and almost 6 months ago I decided randomly to quit. And it went really well. no cutting incidents at all, not realy any cravings either. Until yesterday...I just...got to thinking about how much my grades sucked and how all my "friends" are assholes, and just...had to tear apart a razor. my entire wrist is so fucked right now. I had paper towels under my wristband earlier to help the bleeding, and I thought I hid the paper enough to where no one would notice, but lo and behold, one of my newer friends noticed and started picking at the paper.
I tried not to react too badly and pretended it was nothing. I don't know if it worked though,I guess I'll find out, won't I? If she realizes, she might tell her dad (one of my teachers) And won't that be just great. But...I'm not really all that worried. I think I'm still a little bit high from the razor this morning...
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